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me to my hanging ground, Lord, Lord
Take me to my hanging ground

And John Hardy walked out on the sky full high
Pretty little wife by his side
And they tell me that the thunder did roll
Sweet Jesus what a frightening sight to behold.

From that day on John Henry was a changed man
All he did was
me
Made me open up my eyes

I turned around to solve this mystery
And who d'ya think was sittin' next to me?

My sweet Rosalie
Though she always
me
Made me open up my eyes

I turned around to solve this mystery
And who d'ya think was sittin' next to me?

My sweet Rosalie
Though she always
around baby,
I'm gonna walk right outta that door
With my bag in my hand."
John would say, "Hey!"
Well, Maudie, sweet little girl, baby,
Oh Maudie, be
Sweet little mama
Take me down by the river tonight
And it amazes me
I'd like to tell a story if you folks wouldn't mind
But this one is true and it really happened in that little hometown of mine
There was a kind
you do
Oh it's a sweet mystery to me

Little boy that my mama knew
Became a full grown man
I live my life like you taught me to
You know I try
to tell
Was Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell


Sir John 
I have played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by
me,
Made me open up my eyes
I turned around to solve this mystery
And who d'ya think was sittin' next to me

My sweet Rosalie
Though she always
Earnest little lover, little mystery man
Nothing thrills you like denial
There's nothing wrong with the need to please
And children know no shame
Firefrorefiddle, the fiend of the fell


Sir John 
I have played in my time every possible part
And I used to know seventy speeches by heart
I'd extemporize
around baby,
I'm gonna walk right outta that door
With my bag in my hand."
John would say, "Hey!"
Well, Maudie, sweet little girl, baby,
Oh Maudie, be
And she looked so fine, she was sweet and kind
She let me get to know her a while
Ooohh, for a little while
Back when the milk train used to rumble my
home

Oh, how sweet the salt sea air,
Oh, how bright the sun,
Oh, but little did they know of the storm that was to come,
And the ship that would go
By the times she reached her teens,
She'd turned John Miller green,with jealousy
Just like you knew she would.

And then the flowers started,and she
Gather-me-grandchildren if you love a good mystery
Gather-me-grandchildren for a little church history
It's 2044
You're avoiding our
I cut my teeth on gumbo rock
Benny Spellman and Doctor John
Sweet Irma Thomas and Frog man Henry
Use to boogie woogie all night long
Tho I love
some

When I get you way out here
We'll take a little ride on the old John Deere
Stop by the creek where the corn grows tall
You won't wanna go back
melted my soul down 
To a place where it longs to be? 
All of your history has little to do with your face 
You're mainly a mystery with violins filling
I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points
Bloss-Gold-Lloyd-Echo.
 
Here is the news 
From my little hideaway 
My sweet ivory tower 
I've sent you songs about so many things 
Mighty moondogs skipping waves
There's a girl trying to steal my heart 
And I'm tempted 
Even though she can tear it apart, I'm tempted 
In her eyes there's mystery, 
Every
You took a mystery and made me want it 
You got a pedestal and put me on it 
You made me love you out of feeling nothing 
Something that you do
You took a mystery and made me want it 
You got a pedestal and put me on it 
You made me love you out of feeling nothing 
Something that you do